Cheng Ting looked at the fat sea and didn't speak for a while.

He knew that Yellow Dog was old, when he was studying in the state school, Yellow Dog was already an old face in the state school, and now he has a son, and the time has come for Yellow Dog.

Even though he had been prepared, he was still stunned, because the yellow dog was not an ordinary dog, but his favorite dog.

He looked at the two friends and squeezed out a smile: "This dog is old......"

Before he finished speaking, his smiling face couldn't help but turn into a crying face, "whoa" started crying, tears flowed down, snot came out, Fat Dahai hurriedly handed him the handkerchief, he took it in his hand, wiped his face, tears still couldn't be controlled, and flowed vigorously.

The old yellow dog was brought out of the state school, and he has grown up with them when they were young, and he is a part of them, and he is also his friend - although his Cheng Ting's growth is lackluster, but those trivial things, insignificant happiness and troubles, all have a share of the old yellow dog, and the accumulated feelings are enough to make him collapse.

At the same time, there was an indescribable amazement in his heart.

Mr. Zhao died, his uncle died, and the old yellow dog died—there were fewer and fewer old people who belonged to them.

There were still diners in the foot shop, and they could tell that the dog was gone, looking at the grief-stricken Cheng San, with a sneer and incredulity.

Just a dog.

But the person who cried was Cheng Ting, and the degree of incredulity was much lower - Cheng Sanye was honest, and it was not strange to do this kind of thing.

Wu Jin stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go back and bury him first." ”

Cheng Ting snorted hard, nodded, and followed Wu Jin out with mud and water: "Thick burial." ”

Mo Lingfeng was sad and limited, and also walked out of the foot shop, Yin Nan led the horse over, and when the three of them turned over and got on the horse, there was a rumbling sound in the direction of the fortress outside the city gate.

Mo Lingfeng rode on his horse, looked up, and saw a few fires exploding in mid-air, one after another, thick smoke billowing out, enveloping the blue sky in pitch black.

Cheng Ting turned his head to look at Mo Lingfeng - Jin Yu is coming, they are used to Mu Ran, and Mo Lingfeng is no longer the little girl who loves to sing, dance, and eat sugar in the war.

War has made her and worn her down.

Mo Lingfeng turned the horse's head, waved goodbye to Wu Jin and Cheng Ting, the horsewhip made a crisp sound in mid-air, and the two horses galloped towards the city gate.

The city gate opened, and Mo Lingfeng led Yin Nan through the shadow of the city tower and walked towards another world - in that world, all feelings were superfluous, and what awaited her was killing, blood, life and death.

Since then, for a whole year, large and small wars continued, the fortress was won and lost, Liu Boyu and Shi Yuan continued to fight, the number of workshops in Kuanzhou also increased, and more and more people poured into the capital city of Kuanzhou, compared with before the war, there was no more.

The secret letter of the triangular eye was also sent to Kyoto every once in a while, but there was not much useful news.

In November of the 32nd year of Yuanzhang, Kuanzhou recruited 10,000 troops, Mo Lingfeng led his troops, drove Jin Yu out of Sanchuan Village in one fell swoop, and occupied Hengshan, Hulu River, Yi Ma Chang, captured Jin Lu, Qiang thousands of war horses, Jin Lu was forced to truce, and withdrew from Hengshan for hundreds of miles.

This "Yimachang" victory is known all over the world, the Mo family army is famous all over the world, and the men who want to join the army flock to Kuanzhou to support their families and become famous.

In the military newspaper, Hou Fuzhong truthfully recorded the soldiers lost, the grain consumed, and the gunpowder used in this battle, so the news that Mo Lingfeng was besieged by Jin Yu in Yimachang and broke through with serious injuries also spread all over the world.

In all the prefectures of the dynasty and the streets and alleys of Kyoto, there are rumors of Mo Lingfeng's dedication to himself and his fierce loyalty to the dynasty.

After reading the military newspaper, the emperor was silent for a long time in the Wenzheng Palace, put down the military newspaper with both hands, and he looked down at his palm.

These hands have not worked, they are still white, but the lines of the palms are as deep as ravines, and the details that I did not notice when I was young are also clearly visible, one after another, each full of calculations, intrigues, and blood.

The palms of his hands trembled irrepressibly in his eyes, not because he had lost control of the situation, but because he was old and old, and his body was like a candle in the wind, shaking without wind.

He couldn't even remember Mo Lingfeng's appearance, he only remembered that the face was exactly the same as Mo Qianlan, and it was shining with golden light, and he always wore a gold collar longevity lock on his body.

His hatred for the Mo family is increasing day by day.

Since the Mo family has returned to the Shunguo Dynasty, they should give the wealth of the ten states together, and if they keep it in their hands, it will be a problem of burning their hands, and they will fall to the point of withering, and they are to blame, and the brothers and sisters of the Mo family have broken free from this self-created net and are above the imperial power.

The crown prince personally held a decoction and asked the emperor to lead it down - there are strong enemies outside the country, and there is emptiness inside, and the father and son of the heavenly family can only be twisted into a single force to guard the world.

The emperor drank the medicine and took a long breath: "The draft edict of the Hanlin Academy has been prepared?" ”

The crown prince stepped out of the way and asked Zhang Feng to wipe his face for the emperor: "Yes, but Ji Xiang has a lot of complaints and thinks that the reward is too meager." ”

The emperor waved his hand and sneered: "The literati of the Hanlin Academy are the best among the scholars, and they are also the most stupid, when it is easy to use, it is used, and when it is not good, just ignore it, don't worry about him, now that Mo Lingfeng has become a climate, the garrisons outside Jeju have been settled?" ”

The crown prince nodded: "The minister has dispatched a good general to go." ”

"Mo Lingfeng's reputation is now in full swing, and if he does it at this time, he is suspected of forcing loyal ministers, so he can't move for the time being."

"The minister knows."

An inner servant hurriedly walked to the outside of the Wenzheng Palace, and reported outside the hall that 100,000 urgent letters were sent from Kuanzhou.

Zhang took the secret letter, opened the mud seal, and quickly presented it to the emperor, who opened the two folds of paper, one glance and ten lines, and suddenly his body was weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Fengfeng's eyes were quick, and he held the emperor, and the prince hurriedly said: "Your Majesty! Call the Imperial Doctor! ”

The emperor was wheezing rapidly, his head was splitting, his stomach was overturned, and he vomited when he buried his head, and the prince was so anxious that he shouted at the top of his throat and called out the imperial doctor.

Zhang Xianfeng took out a handkerchief and wiped his face for the emperor, and the two chamberlains stepped forward and helped the emperor to the imperial couch, and the prince followed closely behind, only to hear the emperor's lips tremble, and he didn't care about the emperor's filth, so he hurriedly leaned over.

The emperor stuffed the bamboo paper into the prince's hand: "Order...... Privy Council Ng ...... Kill the rebels and thieves...... Mo Leaf! ”

There was a chaotic sound in the prince's ears, the emperor's words were low and weak, but they were like a thunderbolt from the sky, making him stunned in place, he quickly raised his hand, opened the secret letter sent by Kuanzhou Xizuo, lowered his head and looked at it, and his face was as angry as the emperor.

Kuanzhou has gunpowder and thunder!

How is this possible?

The earth-shattering thunder is powerful, the sound is like thunder, it can penetrate the iron armor, the range is wide, it is the top secret of the north and south workshops, how do they penetrate it?

No matter what the output of Kuanzhou is, it can no longer be left alone.

The prince then frowned - Kuanzhou privately made the earth-shaking thunder, which must be punished, but in the battle to the death, Mo Lingfeng did not use the earth-shaking thunder, and the world would never believe it, but would say that the heavenly family killed loyal ministers and hid good bows in a false name.

Once the army is raised, the Mo family is justified in the opposite!